Nan Qing seemed to have not heard her mother's words at all, her eyes remained fixed on the window outside, where a tall tree stood, now bare of any leaves due to winter, leaving only the light brown trunk.
Leaves turn green only to become yellow, just like people are born and will one day face death.
This is a law of nature that cannot be changed, like time, which flows indifferently, never giving anyone an exception, regardless of whether it's cherished or not.
But...
In her heart, Nan Qing thought that death by nature's law was acceptable, but what if it wasn't natural? She didn't regret saving Fu Han, but the loss of the child in her womb, this grudge...
Seeing Nan Qing drift into a daze again, Lady Nangong felt a heartbreaking sadness. She wiped her tears away on her face, then smiled and said, "Xiaoqing, I know you're upset, but the child is gone, and you have to accept reality. You need to take care of your body, or else the child would be upset too."
